Chapter 1321

Travkin stopped, turned his head and asked, "Mr. Stein, what else can I do for you?"

Stern saw that travkin stopped, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. He said with some embarrassment, "Sir, if you really want to find out what's in the bank vault, I think there may be a way to find out."

Just a few minutes ago, travkin learned from Stein that the Treasury, where important cultural relics are stored, is closely guarded by SS soldiers. Not to mention that he wants to sneak in from outside, even Stein himself and major Hans, the top commander of the bank, can not get close to the Treasury. He has already determined that his mission has ended in failure. I didn't expect that when I heard stern say that there was a way to know what was in the vault, it was like a man walking in the dark suddenly saw a glimmer of dawn.

He dashed to stern, grabbed his shoulder with both hands, shook it vigorously, and hastened to say, "Mr. stern, did you suddenly come up with a good idea? Please, please tell me the truth."

Stern was dazed by the excited travkin and could not speak for a long time. Travkin soon found out, released his hands, stepped back, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stein. I'm so excited. If you have any way to know what's in the vault, please let me know. "

Stern calmed down for a moment, then said, "I heard major Hans say that there is a photographer from Berlin whose train will arrive at noon tomorrow. His task is to take photos and archive all the cultural relics in the bank, so as to facilitate the sorting in the future. "

After hearing this, trafkin nodded noncommittally, then extended his hand to Stein and said gratefully, "thank you, Dr. Stein. I will always remember what you have done for us today. Goodbye, see you later! "

After they came out of Stein's house, the cultural relic expert asked in a low voice, "Comrade major, don't you really need to kill him? He won't report our affairs to the Germans

Gretka was a little upset about the skepticism of the experts on cultural relics. He went up to the experts and said impolitely, "Comrade experts, Dr. Stein is a senior intellectual. People like him always keep their word. If they say they will not reveal our whereabouts, they will never reveal our whereabouts. I believe him

After that, gretka turned and asked travkin, "major, where are we going next?"

"Where else can I go?" he said without thinking? Of course, we should go to captain Rosenberg's residence. We should report what we have learned to the headquarters of the group army as soon as possible. "

When they returned to Rosenberg's camp in the forest, they found Alexander and the telegraph operator here. Trafkin could not help but be surprised and said, "my God, comrade Alexander, aren't you looking for friendly troops in the east? How did you find this place so quickly? "

"Comrade major, let me introduce the situation to you." Rosenberg, standing on one side, said with a smile: "it's a coincidence that the soldier I sent to the cave to look for a telegraph operator happened to meet Comrade Alexander on the way. Fortunately, the two sides showed their identities in time, otherwise they might have started a fight. By the way, how are you doing in the city? "

Travkin's eyes swept over everyone in the room and found that they were all people who knew the inside story of the operation. Therefore, he told us what happened after he entered the city. After that, he asked the operator with his face on his side: "operator, I don't know when I can send a message to the headquarters of the group army?"

The operator immediately got up from his seat and said, "Comrade major, you can send a message at any time."

"Send a report to the commander immediately, and report the situation here to her..." before travkin finished his words, suddenly a sentry's voice came out of the room: "who, stop!" Then there was the click of the submachine gun.

"Is the enemy coming up?" Rosenberg said this to himself, leaped from his seat, grabbed the assault rifle hanging on the wall, and rushed out of the house. They pulled out their pistols, picked up their submachine guns and rushed out behind Rosenberg.

As soon as I went out, I saw the sentry hiding behind the snow wall, shooting a few shots from time to time. Rosenberg rushed up to him, squatted in a safe position and asked aloud, "what's the matter?"

After another two shots, the sentry drew back and said to Rosenberg, "I just saw two people prowling around stealthily. They yelled at them, but they turned and ran away, so I shot them."

Rosenberg could not help but ask, "where is the enemy? Why can't I see it?"

"Behind the snowdrift 30 meters away," the sentry said, pulling the trigger in that direction and nervously saying, "they should be held down by my fire."

The soldiers in the nearby igloo were also startled. They rushed out one after another, found a suitable position, fell down on the spot, searched the targets around with vigilance, and were ready to shoot. Just then, trafkin stood up from behind the snow wall where he was hiding, looked around, and then decisively ordered, "stop shooting. Captain, let your men go up and catch the live ones. "

"Comrades major," Rosenberg saw that travkin, despite the danger, leaned out of the snow wall and quickly reminded him, "be careful of the enemy's cold shots!"

But after hearing this, he just waved his hand and said, "Captain, maybe it's not the enemy. Let the soldiers go up and see who they are."

When Rosenberg received the order, he immediately made a sign to the soldiers lying in the snow. The soldiers immediately got up from the snow, put the butts of their submachine guns or assault rifles against their bellies, bent over and trotted towards the Tibetan snowdrift.

Not much effort, two people in the uniform of railway workers were brought to them in front of travkin. Rosenberg stepped forward and asked, "who are you and why are you sneaking around?"

"Comrade commander," asked a railway worker, who was nearly middle-aged excitedly, "are you a Soviet army?"

"Who are you and what do you do?" Instead of answering his question, Rosenberg asked, "how do you know we are Soviet troops?"

Hearing Rosenberg's rhetorical question, the middle-aged man's face actually showed a happy smile. He put his feet together, straightened his waist, raised his hand and saluted a standard military salute. Then he said aloud, "Comrade commander, Lieutenant wajim, the former commander of the ninth mechanized army motorized infantry regiment, reports to you. I'm waiting for your order, please give me instructions!"

"The ninth mechanized army?" Hearing this special number, travkin asked in surprise, "is it general rokosovsky's army?"

"Yes, comrade commander." Vajim took a look at the soldier in the SS uniform. Although he didn't know his rank, he was obviously an officer, so he said respectfully, "in June, 41, general rokosovsky was our commander." After a pause, he asked nervously, "comrades of commanders, do not know my commander, is he still alive?"

It is said that the railway worker in front of him used to be rokosovsky's subordinate, and everyone became friendly to him. Travkin nodded his head vigorously: "alive. However, he is no longer the commander of the army, but the commander of the front army. " Then he stepped forward, took lieutenant wajim's hand, and said in a friendly way, "coincidentally, I used to be a subordinate of general rokosovsky, but later I was transferred to another army."

While shaking hands with travkin, vajim said excitedly: "in the battle of July 41, because I was seriously injured, I was placed in the house of the farm keepers of the collective farm. Only under their cover can I escape from the poisonous hands of the Germans. However, many of our comrades in arms died under the butcher's knife of the bandits. "

"Comrade lieutenant, we will recover the blood debt owed by the bandits sooner or later with interest." After he said this, he suddenly remembered an important thing and asked, "by the way, how did you get here?"

Wajim nodded at the young railway worker standing next to him and said, "Vasha and I are switchers. When we were inspecting the line today, we suddenly saw two motorcycles in front of us passing the crossing and heading for the deep forest. I have been here for more than two years, and the terrain is very familiar. Knowing that there is an abandoned forest watcher's cabin in the forest, I brought Vasha to have a look. I didn't expect to find you hiding here

Wajim's words surprised travkin. He quickly turned to Rosenberg and said, "Captain, please send someone outside immediately to check to see if there are any signs of other people's activities. If we are found, we must be transferred immediately. "

He sent scouts and arranged for a telegraph operator to send a message to the headquarters. Seeing that all the arrangements had been made, travkin invited wajim to sit in the room to learn something about Lutsk from him.

While travkin was chatting with wajim, the operator came up, handed him a telegram and whispered, "Comrade major, this is the reply from the headquarters."

Travkin took the telegram and was stunned when he saw the contents clearly, because the headquarters not only did not order them to withdraw immediately, but emphasized once again that they should try every means to sneak into the enemy's Treasury and find out what was in it. He handed the telegram to gretka and racked his brains to figure out how to get into the vault.

When gretka finished reading the telegram, he saw that travkin was still looking sad. He quickly reminded him in a low voice, "Comrade major, have you forgotten the photographer who will be here tomorrow? Maybe we can start with him. "

When gretka mentioned the photographer, he had an idea. Then he asked wajim, "Comrade wajim, do you know anyone at the station?"

Vajim nodded, then pointed to the shy young man beside him and said, "vajim's uncle is the Deputy station master of the railway station. I don't know what we can do for you? "

After thinking for a moment, travkin decided to tell vajim part of the truth without divulging the secret, so as to gain his trust and get his full cooperation. He said carefully: "Comrade wajim, in the Treasury of the Lutsk bank, there is an important piece of German intelligence. Our task is to find a way to get this situation, but because of the enemy's tight guard, we can't get into the bank at all. It happens that tomorrow there will be a photographer from Berlin who is responsible for going into the vault to photograph this important document. "“ I see, comrade commander. " Before travkin finished, vajim said, "you mean we hijacked the photographer from Berlin at the station and sent someone to replace him. Is my understanding correct? "“ Yes, that's what it means Trafkin did not expect that wajim's reaction was so fast, and he guessed his own idea before he finished his words. He hesitated for a moment and said, "but now there is a problem. We only know that the photographer's train will arrive at noon tomorrow, but we don't know what the other person looks like or what his name is." As soon as trafkin's words came out, the whole room became quiet. There are so many people coming and going to the railway station every day, and almost all of them are German officers and soldiers. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone who doesn't know his name and appearance. But the problem was soon solved by wajim, who said to travkin, "Comrade commander, you don't have to worry too much. Even if you don't know his face and name, it doesn't matter. We should know that when photographers go out, they will certainly bring a lot of things, such as cameras, tripods and other equipment. As long as we see who is carrying big bags and small bags when they go out, we are probably the people we are looking for. "“ That's right, "gretka said with approval as soon as wajim finished." Comrade wajim's words are very reasonable. The photographer must be in such a suit that we can recognize him at a glance in the crowd. But if we really want to hijack him, we may need to find another car. We can't pick him up with a motorcycle. "